Poem Writer: EveSpring
Text Editor: Joanna
The sky is covered with grey clouds And all around seems like a dream. Inside me something tries to shout, But nothing hears and answers screams. The dream, the gray, the fog around. I feel like I'm a puppet doll. I do the same and feel the bound, But cannot change the boring role. Inside my heart the soul just waits, Believes the sun will come again, The sun will break the iron gates And it will sing without a chain.
Text Editor: Joanna
The sky is covered with grey clouds And all around seems like a dream. Inside me something tries to shout, But nothing hears and answers screams. The dream, the gray, the fog around. I feel like I'm a puppet doll. I do the same and feel the bound, But cannot change the boring role. Inside my heart the soul just waits, Believes the sun will come again, The sun will break the iron gates And it will sing without a chain.
